A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

By the time they made it out, Alessia was carrying a bag–a takeout box tucked inside, still warm with pasta in a rich meat sauce.

“Come on, what kind of club makes you so busy you can’t even eat?” Esme grumbled, clearly annoyed.

“I heard it’s some big event–apparently some important people are coming, so everyone’s on high alert. The student council’s been running themselves ragged all week, Mia chimed in. When it came to campus gossip, no one beat Mia; she always seemed to know things before anyone else.

Thanks to her, Room 206 had never missed a single announcement, whether it came from their class, department, or the whole university.

The three of them chatted and laughed on their way to the student council office. As luck would have it, the moment they rounded the corner, they spotted Joyce up ahead. Esme opened her mouth to call out, but Mia quickly clapped a hand over her lips and pulled her into the shadow of the wall.

“What’s up?” Esme mumbled, confused.

“Lessie, isn’t that the guy who was pestering you last month? What was his name–Hugh?“.

“Yeah, that’s him–Fortune Thorne. Why’s he with Joyce? And why do they look so friendly?” Esme had recognized him too, lowering her voice.

“I think Joyce‘ mentioned they’re both on the student council,” Mia said, glancing at Alessia. Alessia just smiled, unbothered.

“He and I don’t get along, but that doesn’t mean Joyce has to avoid him too. They’re both on the council–it’s perfectly normal for them to work together. No need to overthink it.”

pasta’s going to turn into a brick.” Seeing how unfazed Alessia was,

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her, was busy with Fortune. Though they both served on the student council, they

the scattered papers, then took the heavy stack from Joyce’s arms

fine, really, I can handle

his voice warm and easy, his manners a little too perfect–the kind that

for me,” Joyce said, cheeks tinged pink, looking as

me help. By the way, I feel like I’ve seen you before–not

Joyce finally realized who

guarded,” Fortune said with a disarming smile. “Alessia and I just had a misunderstanding,

If there’s an issue, she’ll talk it

pretty nice,” Fortune said,

Joyce’s

called

and delighted. “Esme!

quietly, still holding the files. “I’ll drop these off in the office. The president and the others won’t be here